Well my Husband and I have started clearing out junk. We have so much stuff that has been stored in sheds, and various hiding places we decided to get a man with a lorry to come and get a load.
It is a strange to throw away things. Things that were kept for sentimental reasons that have now spoiled with damp, and things that might come in usefull one day! It is surprising how many memories junk evokes.
I threw away all of my nail extension equipment. I have an NVQ3 in Nails as well as Hairdressing. It was sort of final. A closure. It was spoiled. I will not be doing it again. I don't even polish my nails any more, and I managed to break my thumbnail half way down the nail plate this morning so that is going to take ages to grow out. They are obviously a bit brittle. Better start rubbing some olive oil in to them. Considering how I used to like being dressed, made up and manicured when I was younger, I am a complete slob these days.
There is a nostalgia about the past that billows up with the dust I suppose. It seems to permeate the air along with the smell of musty curtains kept 'just in case'. They are going too, even if they were kept and washed or cleaned I am sure that smell of dampness would still cling to them. I don't need them, If they were in better condition I would donate them to charity. Yes the stuff we are dumping is genuine junk!
So it is with past lives. I feel as though I am also letting go of deeply held traumas. The kind of shell shock days of running a business. I did it but I am not sure I was really suited to it emotionally. I took everything very personally. I still wake up sometimes at night remembering some problem I had to deal with. It's good to let all this old clutter go, cluttered memories, spoiled neglected treasures that are now rusted tarnished memorabilia.
Yes I feel nostalgic, sad that I couldn't give away things we stored up for so long. I will do better in future. I will give away all that is not required for my immediate use. Keep my cuboards and bookshelves to the minimum requirements. A new process of letting stuff go.
It is a strange to throw away things. Things that were kept for sentimental reasons that have now spoiled with damp, and things that might come in usefull one day! It is surprising how many memories junk evokes.
I threw away all of my nail extension equipment. I have an NVQ3 in Nails as well as Hairdressing. It was sort of final. A closure. It was spoiled. I will not be doing it again. I don't even polish my nails any more, and I managed to break my thumbnail half way down the nail plate this morning so that is going to take ages to grow out. They are obviously a bit brittle. Better start rubbing some olive oil in to them. Considering how I used to like being dressed, made up and manicured when I was younger, I am a complete slob these days.
There is a nostalgia about the past that billows up with the dust I suppose. It seems to permeate the air along with the smell of musty curtains kept 'just in case'. They are going too, even if they were kept and washed or cleaned I am sure that smell of dampness would still cling to them. I don't need them, If they were in better condition I would donate them to charity. Yes the stuff we are dumping is genuine junk!
So it is with past lives. I feel as though I am also letting go of deeply held traumas. The kind of shell shock days of running a business. I did it but I am not sure I was really suited to it emotionally. I took everything very personally. I still wake up sometimes at night remembering some problem I had to deal with. It's good to let all this old clutter go, cluttered memories, spoiled neglected treasures that are now rusted tarnished memorabilia.
Yes I feel nostalgic, sad that I couldn't give away things we stored up for so long. I will do better in future. I will give away all that is not required for my immediate use. Keep my cuboards and bookshelves to the minimum requirements. A new process of letting stuff go.
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